Who does not know how to enjoy life, happiness is for nothing.

I am now in the tram, a guy with a guitar enters the tram, the doors are closed and the tram driver speaks:
- A young man, who has been begging for the third year with the same composition, during this time could already get to work or at least learn a new composition. If you are not taken to work anywhere, come to work already for the usual position for you, a conductor!

Everything seemed normal. The struggle began after the words "The semantics of ethudism in Prishvin's prose is ambiguous."